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Nov 30, 2011 #1
I feel weird about this essay, I don't know why. Would really appreciate feedback, corrections and suggestions as I'd like to submit it soon. Thanks!
Optional short essay (approximately 150 words): introduce yourself to Penn. Our aim is to better understand how your identity, talents, and background guide your day-to-day experiences.
I am about to go to sleep. The moos of the Sotho cows from the open field behind my house are my substitute for a lullaby.
I am awake now. Although I would love to grab a couple more hours of sleep, the persistent Ghana sun simply won't let up.
Midday. It is finally lunchtime in Johannesburg and I am walking up to the dining room with my friends, clad in green and black djibbahs that are our uniforms.
Lunch is over. It is time for me to take the subway back home to downtown Toronto. The rush hour frustration is about to start. Again.
At long last. The day is about to come to an end. I need to get ready and head over to grandpa's house for our family dinner. In typical Malian style.
Yes. If I could sum up the story of my life into a single day, this is exactly what it would be like. Growing up, living in, schooling in and vacationing in five different countries, almost seemingly simultaneously, have played a huge role in the person that I am today. It has shaped me to go about everything I do with an open mind and a curiosity to learn about the cultures of the different people I come into contact with.
Oh! My alarm just rung. I almost forgot about the reminder I set for the seventeen-kilometer bicycle ride I signed up for across the French Normandy region.
Optional short essay (approximately 150 words): introduce yourself to Penn. Our aim is to better understand how your identity, talents, and background guide your day-to-day experiences.
I am about to go to sleep. The moos of the Sotho cows from the open field behind my house are my substitute for a lullaby.
I am awake now. Although I would love to grab a couple more hours of sleep, the persistent Ghana sun simply won't let up.
Midday. It is finally lunchtime in Johannesburg and I am walking up to the dining room with my friends, clad in green and black djibbahs that are our uniforms.
Lunch is over. It is time for me to take the subway back home to downtown Toronto. The rush hour frustration is about to start. Again.
At long last. The day is about to come to an end. I need to get ready and head over to grandpa's house for our family dinner. In typical Malian style.
Yes. If I could sum up the story of my life into a single day, this is exactly what it would be like. Growing up, living in, schooling in and vacationing in five different countries, almost seemingly simultaneously, have played a huge role in the person that I am today. It has shaped me to go about everything I do with an open mind and a curiosity to learn about the cultures of the different people I come into contact with.
Oh! My alarm just rung. I almost forgot about the reminder I set for the seventeen-kilometer bicycle ride I signed up for across the French Normandy region.